Confession time. I’ve been dreading our current topic, "Teen Lover, Where are Youuuu?"
Why, you ask?
Because I have no firsthand experience with teen love or teen lovers.
Now, if the topic had been “Angsty, John Hughes-worthy, Unrequited Crushes” or “Wild, Stupid Stuff I did in High School” I’d be golden. But teen love, huh, that’s a toughie.
|Becky & Tommy had matching hair.|
The closest thing I have to draw from is the love life of my best friend. Rebecca and I were BFFs in junior and senior high. In tenth grade, she started dating Tommy. They quickly became serious and were together until the ratbastard dumped her just after prom. During their 2+ year relationship, I hung out with them on a regular basis, but I also spent a lot of time branching out, so I wouldn’t just be a third wheel. Thinking about Becky and Tommy made me ask myself, if I could go back and do things differently, would I?
I think every girl wants the Jake Ryan experience—that A-MA-ZING high school romance that makes you feel special and gives you intimate knowledge of what it is to love and be loved. So, were there times I was a teensy bit jealous of what my best friend had? Of course.
Yes, Becky had Tommy—a make out partner and guaranteed date every weekend—but I kissed a handful of boys, hung out with several groups of friends, did community college theatre, cut class for Chinese food and Broadway shows in the city, and spent too many mornings hung-over. Would I be the same person without those formative experiences?
Becky graduated with a broken heart and I graduated never having had a real boyfriend. But I wouldn’t trade my loser life for teen love. I like my angst and knowing what it’s like to be on the outside looking in. It’s who I am. And eventually my Jake Ryan found me...but that's a post for another time.
Now dear readers, let’s play the game of life. There’s a fork in the road, do you chose the serious high school boyfriend path or the serious life experience single path? And why?
Happy President’s Day!